notes from a creative writing PhD candidate
Portland’s almost an alternative universe. It’s like Gore won. The Bush administration never happened.
In Portland you can put a bird on something and just call it art.
In Portland you can go to, like, a record store and sell your CDs.
In Portland, it’s almost like cars don’t exist.
They’ll ride bikes, or double-decker bikes. They ride unicycles.
They ride the tram, they ride skateboards.
Remember when people were content to be un-ambitious? They’d sleep ‘til 11:00, and just hang out with their friends? I mean, they had no occupations, whatsoever… maybe working a couple hours a week at a coffee shop?
You thought that died out a long time ago.
Not in Portland. Portland is a city where young people go to retire.